I never believed, dear, I'd be blue this way. You say I'll forget, that's easy to say.
I phone you each night, love, find a busy line. No wonder I've got such a worried mind.
I wait at the gate, dear, like I used to do. I stand there and wait, all alone and blue.
I look and I look, love, but there ain't no sign.
And then I walk home with a worried mind.
Music

I'm pacing the floor, dear, wide awake each night.
Music
Music





reading the mail that you used to write. I can see your face, love, through the bright
moonshine. Oh, how can I sleep with a worried mind? You made me a vow, dear, you would always
be true. And where are you now with somebody new? You drive your own car, love, got your
servant's nine, and all that I've got is a worried mind.